You looked so bold and strong this morning I said
you seem much better, you with the leopard spots.
And you expanded around me
your lips and eyes fusion
of man and woman
forget all distinctions
The woman in you blooms in my thighs
The footy lovin' spear hunter smiles with his eyes
and kisses me like he's sniffing a flower.
Caresses me like he's
stirring a pot.
Holds me so close to his digging the garden
and our skin
bathes the children
from head to toe.
26.0: INNOCENCE
Poetry Editor MTC CroninReleased July 2007
Index of Poems
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Cover image: Kent MacCarter
In 2007, we returned to a binary format, with the twin William Blake-inspired issues of INNOCENCE and EXPERIENCE. Join Margie Cronin in this bumper issue's worth of innocent but never innocuous poems!





